I think she started to suspect something as this was the fourth time I had stopped in at the pet store in two weeks. As I prepare to lay out my expectations, I can see her catch her breath. But I digress. Let's back up a bit.
A few weeks ago, I had to pick up some dog food at my favorite pet store. My shopping is always short and sweet. I don't like to mess around, especially in these covid times.
However, on this visit, the cashier was brand new, and had trouble accessing my rewards account. Calling the manager to register, she stepped aside to be trained on the system. The employees are always very nice, and the girls are allowed to wear nice tight jeans, t-shirts, and then cover up with their corporate vests.
I didn't notice the manager at first. But, her delicious ass immediately caught my attention. With her back to me, she quickly walked the cashier through the proper steps, then moved around the cashier stand to ensure I could make my purchase.
As I navigated the touch screen, I could feel her body move ever so closely to mine.
"Thank you." I stated simply as I peered into her light blue eyes. In my peripheral vision, I could make out her hand-sized breasts under her vest. I would estimate the top of her blond hair stopped just under my nose as I could see over her head to the exit.
"Glad to help. By the way, what kind of name is 'Zoo'?" She asked while not moving away.
"It's more of a nom-de-plum. I like to maintain some semblance of privacy for the rewards programs in this crazy computerized world. Don't worry, my credit cards use my real name." I say.
"Smart. Have a terrific night."
"Thanks again, Tina." I state, staring at her manager-in-training name badge for the first time.
Looking back up, we make eye contact for an extended amount of time. Behind her mask, I imagine her soft lips just under her small nose. I can almost detect a smile.
After tossing the bag of food into the trunk, I catch a glimpse of Tina inside the store. I wouldn't say I caught her looking at me, but I definitely would say she turned to a task at hand very quickly. Even from my car, I could make out the perfect features and curves of her body.
"48 hours." I say aloud to no one in particular.
It takes every ounce of my being to not go back into the pet store the next day. It is on my way home, so I grab a milkshake at the nearby ice cream place, then park outside the store to catch a peek of Tina. It's not particularly busy, but I never see her. Heading home, I figure I better stop by tomorrow for some dog treats.
After a day at work planning what to say to her, and not accomplishing much work, I head back to the pet store. In the parking lot, my plan comes squarely into focus. First, I have to be patient, or my nervous energy will make me seem like the predator I don't want her to see quite yet. Secondly, I can't allow her co-workers to suspect anything other than me being a potential love interest.
Inside the store, I wander as if it's my first time inside. Despite having been coming her for years, I reacquaint myself with the layout, the distances within the aisles, and the exits. I even mentally measure the swinging doors which lead into the back of the store. With the enormous amount of security cameras inside the store, much of what happens here may have to be moved to the stockroom.
Spying the book section, I head over and grab a self-help dog training book and calm myself down. Training Tina will be nothing like training dogs. I'll be able to talk to her, and walk her through the steps to submitting not just to me, but her own desires and needs. A voice behind me restarts my heart.
"Well, hello. Needing some help?" Tina's voice is melodious.
"Kinda. I'm cheating and reading up on discipline without actually buying the book." I smile back.
"You do understand it's not important how the dogs learns? Half of dog training is training the human first."
"Oh?" I feign ignorance of this simple fact.
"Yep. At my last store before I got promoted here, I was in the dog obedience training department. It's fun reversing psychology on people."
"Well, I've just started training my new dog. Do you mind if we continue this later? I need to get home, but I could use some pointers." I ask.
"Sure. I'll be off the next two days, but back on the late afternoon shifts the rest of the week."
"Thanks, and thank you for your time." I reply as I walk off.
"Anytime, Zoo." She says.
"Ah, and good with names. You're a perfect fit for this store." I turn to say, but am caught off guard by her physical beauty once again.
"48 hours to go. Again." Tina says before turning away.
Yep, I've got her. My next visit is going to be a whole lot of fun. With carefully placed words, I'll have her responding to me right there in the store. With careful choreography, and some luck, Tina will be a most willing participant. In 48 hours, I should be walking away with an awesome souvenir.
Soon, I find myself back in the store, wandering and waiting for my prey to find me. At the book section, I am not disappointed.
"So, I came across an issue with my dog. I may have trained him to expect a treat. Is that a good thing?" I ask Tina.
"Hey Zoo. Yeah, you definitely don't want your dog associating treats with behavior. We'll have to try something else. Help me find a book for you." Tina is direct.
Approaching from behind, her perfect ass squarely in my sights, I get just close enough to feel her without actually touching Tina. As she scans the shelf, I whisper just slightly in her direction.
"I want your bra." Out of my mouth came those words, with just a little rasp and as low in volume as I had practiced.
"Here you go. Check this one out. I just remembered a copy of it I have in my office. I could lend it to you to save a few bucks. I'll be right back." Tina wanders off.
After a few minutes, Tina returns with a bag in hand.
"Here you go. Just keep it as long as you would like." Tina says, handing me the bag.
In the bag, I see the book and her bra. I try not to scan her body too overtly, but I'm really curious if my words worked. With her firm body, I cannot tell if she is without a bra.
"Thanks. You know, I used to work in a lumberyard and we wore the same type of vest as yours. Is it as hot to wear as I remember?" I ask so I can look more closely at her tits.
"It's not too bad." Tina replies, pulling the vest from her body, and I spy a hard nipple underneath, definitely without a bra covering it.
"Hmmmm. That's interesting." Tina says, looking down inside her vest.
"What's that?" I inquire.
"Oh, nothing. I hope the book comes in handy. I need to get back to work. Please come back if you need any other ideas." Tina backs away from with a smile.
"Thanks. I'll bring it back in a few days."
A few days later, I get Tina's panties. It's quite simple.
"Here's the book you lent me. Now I want your panties." My deep voice issues the directions ever so quietly yet again.
I'm rewarded with the bag containing her panties. With my nerves now soothed by Tina's willingness, I'm emboldened to go for it on my fourth visit. But first...
"Well, shoot. It's great to see you again, Zoo, but I really must be going."
"As always, thanks. You okay?"
